(*06) Emily's Anger

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The possibilities that escaped your imagination.

The disabilities that control your mind.

Imprision you inside.

Your delusional ways,

fill your disapointing days,

with only anger and hate.

You saw your child as a savior.

You put the responsibility of,

your future happiness opon,

the head of an infant.

The personality emerged,

as different, as far from,

what you dreamed of as possible.

Yet you pinched and poked,

fitting this girl child,

into your mold.

The older she got,

the more bitter you grew.

Desperation filled you heart.

Why couldnt this child,

play the part?

A savior she was,

born to build the bridges,

you burned.

A holy war you launched,

because you saw a savior,

in this imperfect, defective child.

me...

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S74rw4rd's picture

Here, then, is the betrayal that plays upon Rachel's mind and binds her into her metaphoric electric chair---at least, as I read the sequence, that is the impression that I have. Now, Rae, I am going to make a broad, sweeping statement, about an effect, that may seem, on the surface, to be totally unrelated to the Rachel poems; but the effect exists because of this poem points it out. I suspect that, in this poem, you have touched upon a huge issue that has puzzled historians for 2000 years. Why did Judas betray Jesus? I think this Rachel poem answers that question very well---and Rachel's betrayal parallels the betrayal of Jesus to some extent, because the motive behind both betrayals is the same. The betrayer had expectations that the betrayed could not, or would not, satisfy. I truly believe that Judas' motives were not monetary, political, or religious. But I don't think I had ever figured out my impression of him until this very afternoon, reading this Rachel poem. May I have permission to capitalize upon this in a Judas poem, with due acknowledgement, in proper form, to your poem for showing me the way through?


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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

wow lots of pain in this one... Hopefully one day the pain will ease...